Ray Charles One For My Baby (and One More For The Road)
It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place except
you and me
So, set 'em up, Joe, I got a little story you oughta know
We're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road
I got the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feelin' so bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and
sad
Could tell you a lot, but you've got to be true to your
code
So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road
You'd never know it but buddy, I'm a kind of poet
And I got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Till it's all talked away
Well that's how it goes and Joe, I know your gettin'
pretty anxious to close
So, thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my
bendin' your ear
This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might
explode
So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road
That long, long road